Lost in the middle

Sometimes it’s a struggle to sit at the computer and write, especially when it’s a beautiful day. My writer friends think I should be working at my writing, no matter the weather. My gardening friends see it differently. They think a day working inside is a waste.

I try to do both sometimes. When that happens there are too many weeds in my flower garden and not enough words on the page.

Current blooming lilies

It’s a good thing some flowers bloom, with or without my help. Writing is different. If I don’t put words down and say what I want, no one else can do it for me–at least not exactly.

Farmers Market day 2

Bob and I spent a second Tuesday afternoon at the Seymour Farmer’s Market. It was a bit hotter, but there was a breeze and no rain.

It went better today as we had a brand new canopy that popped up. Well, since it was new, it needed a little more effort to get it up. It sure packed up a whole lot faster at the end of the day than our old one.

The Seymour Farmers Market.
Our canopy is the white one on the left with the for lease sign behind it.
Bob tending the store. No, he’s not for lease.

One of the main activities we did this day was people watch. That took up a good part of our afternoon.

We plan to go again next Tuesday. I mean, now that we have a decent popup canopy, we can’t stay home. We have to make use of it, so we’ll be there every Tuesday through August. Come on by.

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Riding along

We happen to have two carts to drive around the farm. The first is the 2001 Easy Go Workhorse, which is what we usually use.

This is the second cart. It is also an Easy Go, but it is a 1987 Marathon.

We don’t drive it often enough, and Bob had a terrible time getting it to start this summer. He worked hard on it so when family visits, we can have two carts to use.

Sunny and Bob after a drive down the farm lane.

Bob did a lot to get it going, but he’s not sure what actually made it go. After putting in a different battery it wouldn’t turn over. Bob couldn’t figure out what was going on, then it started and chugged along. After running rough for a while, it eventually ran smoother, but I still don’t trust it.

If anyone takes this cart for a drive, make sure you carry your cell phone in case you need lane-side assistance.

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Work is what Bob knows

Over the winter, when Bob was very sick, he wanted to be able to work again. He didn’t like sitting around, watching television. It was his dream to get outside and get his hands dirty.

Now that Bob is feeling much better, he’s out in the yard mowing lawn and finding any kind of work that will get his hands dirty.

Bob making sure culvert drains into the ditch again.
After getting the water running, Bob whacked some weeds.

Bob said that once the water drains from the culvert, the barn cats can use it to walk across the road again–he hates seeing the cats cross the blacktop. They never look both ways.

I can hardly keep up with Bob. He’s a workaholic and always will be one.

Got to love the guy.

Father and son and son

We had three generations this weekend here when Russell and Harrison visited this weekend.

Harrison, Russell, and Bob

I was there, too.

A tripod and timer worked so we could take this photo together.
Russell and Harrison discover a treasure trove in grandma’s attic.

To Russell’s amazement, he found a stash of his old toy Transformers that had been packed away for years. He and Harrison had fun transforming the toys from Daddy’s childhood.

Harrison and Russell’s visit included cart rides, paper airplanes, and SNAPS.

Times go fast when we all were having fun.